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“I didn’t expect you so soon.” Seth admitted. “How’s Lia?” Seth could sense Peter wasn’t as calm as he should be and knew he was part of that reason. Shaking his head, Seth sat up slightly, moving his hand to rest against Peter’s arm. “I want it.” Seth whispered, eyes closing for a few minutes. “If that’s still an option. I… I want it.”

Peter kept his eyes on Seth the whole time, moving to lace the fingers of his free hand with Seth’s. “I could hear your call to Terra.” he admitted. “My senses are really high, is all.” he assured, bring their hands so he could kiss the back of Seth’s fingers. “She’s getting better, slowly. It’ll still take another day or two, ut she’ll pull through. We found an antidote in time.” He answered, losing his breath as Seth spoke. HE adjusted so he could look Seth in the eyes, the red steadying. “Seth…honey…are you sure?” he asked, eyes watering from the emotion he could feel. “Of course you still have that option. I would never ever take that option away from you.” he swore, leaning over to kiss Seth softly. “You and Malia are my everything.”

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There was a shuffling as Peter heard his team lift Seth, and when he heard one of them say they had him, Peter relaxed just barely. “Get him to Terra. She can start healing him up. I’ll be there with Malia in an hour.” he ordered, knowing the others could hear before his attention turned to Seth’s voice. “Baby boy, stay awake a little longer, okay? Terra is going to take care of you until I’m there and then I won’t leave your side until you’re better. I swear, okay? Then you can say those words. Don’t go to sleep yet.”

Malia reached to take the phone when her father’s grip got too tight and she heard the almost inaudible sound of the phone starting to crack. “Seth, it’s MAlia.” she said, runnign fingers through her father’s hair. “I have to help dad get packed, so I’m putting headphones in so we can get ready to leave, okay?” She looked at the screen tracking the phones and smiled, helping her father from his chair and towards his room. “Terra is just around the corner. You’ll be able to rest soon. What kind of wound is it, can you tell me?”

“I’m saying those words now. I’m fucking tired, Peter.” Seth huffed out, causing him to wince in pain once again.

“…lia.” He smiled softly. “You’re taking care of him, right?” He asked, even though she already admitted to doing so and he knew she wouldn’t let anything happen. “Kay. I’m really looking forward to sleeping. For like a month.” Seth paused. “Wound is it? Uh… Gun. I was kind of… ambushed? It was just Jake and I and next thing I know there was more and… Why can’t I be better with a gun? These fucking knives are going to be the death of me.” He tried joking, glad that it was Malia on the phone at that and not her dad.

“D’ya think I could talk him out of wanting to talk to me about the whole werewolf thing? I love him and you and all, but I don’t think I’m ready for that kind of commitment.”

Lia. A nickname only Seth got away with. “You know I am. We’ll be there soon, I promise.” She assured as she helped Peter pack. She laughed a little. “Maybe not a month. Dad might have a stroke.” She teased, trying to keep Seth’s spirits up. “My offer to work with you on it still stands.” She promised, closing the duffel and handing it to Peter before heading to her room. Her hearing caught thw sound of a door opening and Terra talking, and she relaxed visibly. She knew her dad was nearby, wolf too close to do much even as she sensed him relax as well. She packed quickly and closed her own suitcase, nodding at her father and leading him to the room where her car was.

“I love you, too. I’m gonna be honest and tell you that that topic can’t be pushed off right away. That’s something I’m gonna have to explain more when it’s just the two of us.” She answered. “But even then, it will take time to talk him down from that.” She got in and let her father drive, buckling in. “So Terra has you, let her work her magic. She should let you rest pretty quick. Dad and I will be there soon. Just hang in there and fight, okay?” She asked. “We love you, Seth.”

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“Peter.” Seth whimpered, closing his eyes tightly. “Fine.” He sighed and told the other male where he was. “Please just… I need you here. I’ve got – got my other hand on my waist and can I just say I’m beyond glad there aren’t vampires because that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open.” He chuckled, whimpering again because of it.

Peter knew his wolf was close to the surface as he sent an emergency alert to the closest team he had near Seth – wolves the lot of them that oculd be there in just a minute or two – and hoping they could get him to the doctor in time. “Just hang on for me, Seth. I’ve got a team headed out.” he promised. “They’ll get you to safety and get you patched up until I get there.” His voice was sort of a growl, wanting to break something. As Malia walked in, hearing her father’s voice, he held up his hand. “No, vampires are long gone, dearest.” he replied, unable to see the panic that flashed through Malia’s eyes, blue glowing as she watched him. “But when I get there, we need to seriously talk about giving you the Bite.” he said shakily, tensing as Malia touched his hand on the laptop. “They should be getting to you in a moment, okay? Stay awake while they carry you. Talk to me.”

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“N-No.” Seth shook his head slightly, not even caring that Peter couldn’t see him. “No, you don’t have to send anyone. None of you would get here in time anyway.” Seth whispered, even though he knew that Peter could hear him as if he hadn’t. “Can you just… stay on the phone… with me? Talk to me, please? I- I like hearing your voice.”

Peter froze and set the pen down. “Seth, what happened?” He asked, worry clear in his voice. “I have contacts there who can get to you. Just tell me where you are.”

“I um… no, it’s okay. The only one I want here is you and it’ll be too late for that. I love you, you know.” Seth whispered. “Promise me something?”

“I can be there if you let me send someone.” Peter countered. “You have to hang on for me. Tell me that in person, okay?” He asked in a demanding voice, opening the system to track Seth’s phone. “I’ll promise you anything if you promise to tell me where you are so we can get to you.”

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“N-No.” Seth shook his head slightly, not even caring that Peter couldn’t see him. “No, you don’t have to send anyone. None of you would get here in time anyway.” Seth whispered, even though he knew that Peter could hear him as if he hadn’t. “Can you just… stay on the phone… with me? Talk to me, please? I- I like hearing your voice.”

Peter froze and set the pen down. “Seth, what happened?” He asked, worry clear in his voice. “I have contacts there who can get to you. Just tell me where you are.”